ooc: Moths are the bane of my existence.
Sorry Zerox; I guess she was referring specifically to Cylepso but also more generally to all the people in the room.
IC:
Dionysia rolled her eyes as she brushed herself off slightly, leaning heavily on a crate, having bruised her right leg rather painfully. "Yes, because the boss won't mind a crazy native running around the factory. 'Cus we all know what happened last time a treacherous mud got loose in this building. I suggest we try locking it up somewhere before it wakes up, and then we tell #7 Slig about it. There are cages in the back of the lab; we can shut it up thee, if you'll give me a hand carrying it..."
Then, just because she was feeling bad tempered, "Also, I think you should stop wasting the factory's stock on the slog; let its owner worry about feeding it."
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Krik turned to his patient, "Now just stay still and we can get this done cleanly." He raised the pain-killing syringe and injected it into her cheek. "Just give that a minute to take effect while I get everything else ready." He grabbed some tissues and ran some water from the tap, since the intern was going to be bleeding soon, and then threaded the needle, "Now stay still."
Expecting the painkillers to have taken nearly full effect, he started stitching Skelter's lips.
ooc:
Moosh, if you have any objections say so now.
Zerox, feel free to move Dion and Silph to the lab in your next post.
MM, feel free to have Jim sit down or whatever and be monitored by Dek in your next post.
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